Datang: Starting from a fortune-telling stall, Wu Zetian was suddenly abducted

Chapter 212 You are a real hero
With a pale face and a war drum in his arms, Faramaz was still in disbelief and listened attentively.

Sure enough, he heard the sound of rolling horse hooves outside the city and the horn sound of the Tang army's attack.

Looking up again, the Turkic soldiers who had already stormed the city wall were retreating hastily.

Faramazhe was shaking like leaves in the wind. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuan Shouwei with a grin and said:
"Do you think you can win this way?"

"You destroyed all my hopes, then I want all of you to be buried with me."

After speaking, he picked up the war drum in his hand and tore it open. One of the flames was emitting a coquettish flame. It was the spirit of fire.

Just as a sound of teachings came from Faramazhe's mouth, he grabbed the fire spirit with his hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

When Yuan Tiangang on the city wall saw this, his pupils shrank and he shouted:

"Yuan Shouwei, hurry up, stop him, he's going to blow himself up."

"This is Zoroastrianism's 'Burn Together', which can level all the surrounding areas within a stone's throw."

Before he finished speaking, he was already rushing towards Faramaz Heji.

Seeing this, Yuan Shouwei couldn't help but dive and rush towards Faramazhe.

But they were far away, and it was too late.

Faramazhe's hand had been burned by the fire spirit and only the bones were left, but he was in pain unconsciously.

He just kept chanting incantations and sent the fire spirit into his mouth.

At this critical moment of life and death, suddenly a figure rushed out from the side of Faramazhe.

Holding a sharp blade, he rushed to his side as fast as lightning, and stabbed Faramazhe's heart with a fierce knife until the handle was gone.

Faramazhe felt weak all over, the fire spirit in his hand fell on his body, and with a 'boom' his whole body burned into a human-shaped torch.

His assassin was also set on fire.

Yuan Shouwei opened his eyes angrily and shouted:
"Liu Sanshan!"

Kankan rushed to the front of the two, kicked Faramazhe away, hugged Liu Sanshan, and slapped the flames on his body.

But the flame was like a gangrene attached to the bone. Not only could it not be extinguished, it also spread to Yuan Shouwei's body.

When Wu Fu from far away saw this, he couldn't help but scream in sorrow,
"Yuan Shouwei." He rushed over regardless.

Zhongqing, who was about to turn around and run away, saw the scene in front of him, gritted his teeth, turned around, and rushed towards Yuan Shouwei with a burst of five-element water charms.

But at this moment, the flames that spread to Yuan Shouwei did not burn wantonly. Instead, they ran behind Yuan Shouwei without causing any harm to him.

Even the fire spirit that fell to the ground floated into the air and slowly floated towards Yuan Shouwei.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Tiangang understood instantly and shouted:

"Yuan Shouwei, hurry up. Take out your fire spirit bead, maybe you can save Liu Sanshan."

Yuan Shouwei also noticed the abnormality in himself at this time, and after listening to Yuan Tiangang's words, he suddenly realized.

With one hand, he protected Liu Sanshan, and with the other hand, he took out the fire spirit bead from the package behind him.

When the flames around him saw the Fire Spirit Bead, they were like tired birds returning to their nests. They rushed into the Fire Spirit Bead and disappeared. Even the Fire Spirit plunged into it.

The flames on Liu Sanshan and Faramazhe also disappeared.

Faramazhe's bones were burned to pieces, and he was already too dead to die.

Liu Sanshan was also dying. Yuan Shouwei was about to rescue him, but he stopped him and said in a weak voice:

"Taoist Priest, stop fussing. My injury is hopeless."

"Actually, I should have died with my brothers in the Flame Mountain. The only reason why I have survived until now is for revenge."

"Heaven has eyes, and it allows me to kill enemies with my own hands. I am already content."

Yuan Shouwei took his pulse tremblingly and comforted him:
"It's okay, Sanshan. It's not like you don't know my skills."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Liu Sanshan spit out a ball of fire from his mouth and said:

"Taoist Priest, the first time I met you, I knew you were an enthusiastic person." "Can I ask you something?"

Yuan Shouwei tested Liu Sanshan's pulse and knew that there was nothing he could do to save his life. He looked at him sadly and said:
"Go ahead, Sanshan. I promise you whatever you say."

Liu Sanshan coughed violently and said breathlessly:
"In our hometown, we believe in burial. I want you to help me take the ashes home and bury them."

"You also know the situation in my family. If possible, please take care of my family."

At this time, Yuan Shouwei was already in tears. He hugged Liu Sanshan and said:
"Sanshan, you are a hero, you saved all of us here."

"I promise you, I will send your ashes back with my own hands."

"I will take all your family members to Beiming Mountain, so that they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that Liu Sanshan in his arms had become silent.

Yuan Tiangang and others were already at his side at this time.

Looking at Liu Sanshan in Yuan Shouwei's arms, he couldn't help but sigh.

Yuan Tiangang sighed and said:

"Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence. Liu Sanshan is worthy of being a true soldier of our Tang Dynasty."

Zhongqing is also earnestly said:
"Sanshan has saved so many people, and he will be rich and wealthy in the next life."

Wu Fu didn't say anything, but stood silently beside Yuan Shouwei, accompanying him.

Yuan Shouwei listened to their persuasion and the sound of killing that still continued in his ears, and said to Liu Sanshan again:
"Brother, you are a true hero."

"Of course a hero cannot go on the road alone. I will let these Zoroastrians and Turks bury you with you."

He then looked up at Wu Fu and said:

"Zhao'er, are there more talismans?"

Wu Fu nodded,

"A lot."

Yuan Shouwei twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a ferocious smile:

"Then you and Zhongqing use all the spells to kill all the Zoroastrians in Yining City."

Wu Fu nodded without hesitation and said:

"it is good."

Zhongqing looked impatient and seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Yuan Tiangang's wink.

He took two steps back, waited for Zhongqing to arrive and said:
"Keep the Tang people, and get rid of all the others."

Wu Fu and Zhong Qing knew that what Yuan Tiangang said was more reasonable, so they nodded in agreement.

Yuan Shouwei looked up at Yuan Tiangang and said:
"Master Tian, ​​please follow me to the top of the city to see Sanshan off for the last time."

Yuan Tiangang readily agreed.

Yuan Shouwei picked up Liu Sanshan's body and slowly walked up to the tower.

Because Guo Xiaoke led the Tang army to kill them from behind.

The Turks were attacked on both sides and had already withdrawn from the city of Yining.

When Yuan Shouwei arrived at the top of the city, he looked at the chaotic Turks below with a sneer on his lips.

Picking up the Xuanyuan Sword, he cut out a piece of bluestone with three strokes, and placed Liu Sanshan's body on it.

Then he said to Yuan Tiangang who was following him:

"Heavenly Master, please recite the 'Rebirth Mantra' to send him off."

"I asked these Turkic people to be buried with him."

(End of this chapter)